Chapter 715 Jia Fuxi and Shangqing


    Chapter 713: Jia Fu, Fuxi and Shangqing


    After anyone reaches the level of a grandmaster, his skills can be instantly emitted, and he can also burn internal energy in exchange for anti-natural combat power.


    At the beginning of the battle with Zhang Sheng, Zhang Daoling''s skills were activated instantly and he had the peak combat power of the Grandmaster''s late stage.


    If Zhang Daoling is in this state, if he is allowed to burn his internal energy successfully, Qin Hao and Zhang Sheng will be really dead.


    There are three main reasons why Zhang Daoling did not burn internal force.


    First of all, the cost of burning internal force is too high, and Zhang Daoling does not want to become a useless person;


    Secondly, Zhang Daoling didn’t come and didn’t think he would lose to the two juniors;


    In the end, Zhang Sheng''s speed was too fast, and Qin Hao''s magical finale did not give Zhang Daoling the opportunity to burn his internal energy.


    This shows how difficult it is to kill a great master, but there are so many great masters in Taoism, which makes Qin Hao not afraid.


    After returning home, Qin Hao naturally couldn''t sit still. He had just reunited with Zhang Sheng for a few days before he was separated again. Although Qin Hao was very reluctant to leave, there was nothing he could do for the sake of great cause.


    But what Qin Hao didn''t expect was that Zhang Sheng not only agreed readily, but also wanted to return to Nanyang with Qin Hao.


    Zhang Sheng asked Dongfang Bubai to return to Taihang, temporarily pretending to be Emperor Ming for himself, while she herself followed Qin Hao back to Nanyang.


    At the same time, the 111 people summoned by Qin Hao this time are also rapidly affecting the world.


    ———


    Liangzhou, Jia Mansion.


    After the day of government affairs, Jia Xu returned home with a serious expression. When he heard the sound of martial arts in the courtyard, Jia Xu''s face immediately pulled down.


    "This rebellious son."


    After Jia Xu quickly walked into the courtyard, he saw that his son was still practicing martial arts. He immediately scolded him, "Fuer, I have told you many times for my father, read more and dance less guns and sticks. You are so powerful that you can practice this halberd technique. Can you still be stronger than Xiang Yu?"


    A trace of dissatisfaction flashed across Jia Fu''s face and muttered dissatisfiedly: "How did my father know that the child must be inferior to Xiang Yu?"


    Jia Fu, who was born by Liu Xiu, was implanted as Jia Xu''s eldest son.


    The Jia family was a great clan in Liangzhou who passed on classics and learned from classics. Jia Fu, the young master of the Jia family, not only did not like reading, but instead advocated martial arts.


    Jia Fu learned this halberd technique from somewhere. After studying hard for more than ten years, he naturally lost his studies even more, which also made Jia Xu feel a headache for his son.


    Hearing that his son dared to speak back, Jia Xu glared and shouted, "Xiang Yu''s martial arts skills are the best in the world, but he died in battle? Do you want to be like Xiang Yu?"


    Seeing that his father was in a state of anger, Jia Fu did not dare to refute it, and immediately lowered his head and responded, "My father is right, and his father is right, it is the child who is wrong."


    The son''s perfunctory attitude made Jia Xu even more dissatisfied, so he said, "Then tell me what''s wrong with you?"


    "Forehead…"


    Jia Fu didn''t know how to respond. He didn''t think he was wrong, but instead felt that his father had too much opinion on the warrior.


    Jia Fu''s eyes rolled and he laughed, "Father, then tell me where you are right, okay?"


    Jia Xu, who had never been angry all year round, only felt anger in his heart brewing, and he was almost unable to stop.


    "Get back to study for my father. If you still can''t memorize the Analects of Confucius before dinner, then don''t have supper."


    Jia Fu immediately had a bitter face, but due to his father''s majesty, he could only reluctantly put down the painting halberd, go back reluctantly, and study hard with the Analects of Confucius.


    "snort."


    Jia Xu snorted coldly when he saw this, but when he thought of what had happened before, he didn''t care about this son who gave him a headache.


    Jia Xu immediately returned to the study room, quickly wrote a secret letter, and handed it to the butler for him to pass it on.


    ———


    Shuijing Villa, in the reception hall.


    Guiguzi and Sima Hui sat upright on the main seat, while below were people from Nanhua, Zou Yan, Mo Ziao Que and other hundreds of families. Fuxi, who was cut off by Qin Hao, stood behind Nanhua with a respectful look on his face.


    After hearing what Mo Zhai said, Fuxi looked unbelievable and didn''t even care about the seniors present, and stood up and asked urgently:


    "Senior, are you talking about Hongchang... Emperor Ming and Qin Hao joined forces to kill Zhang Daoling from the Heavenly Master Mansion?"


    A trace of surprise flashed in Mo Zhai''s eyes. In his eyes, Fuxi, a junior, was still very calm, but now he is panicking about this moment. Why is this?


    Mo Zhai didn''t know the reason, but he nodded and said with a serious look on his face: "That''s right, otherwise I wouldn''t have come back so soon."


    It was confirmed from Mo Zhai again that it was not only Fuxi, and everyone here was shocked, even Guiguzi was no exception.


    After all, Zhang Daoling is a great master, but he actually died at the hands of two juniors, Qin Hao and Zhang Sheng. This is too fantasy.


    "Old man Wang, why are you so lucky: Where can I find such two good seedlings?" Nan Hua said sourly, and then looked at Fuxi with resentment.


    He is a disciple, everything is good, but he is too low-key, so that not many of the disciples of the hundred schools know about his existence.


    Fuxi thought his master was dissatisfied with his progress. After all, although he made the fastest entry among his peers, he would definitely not be his opponent if he faced Zhang Daoling.


    Guiguzi smiled indifferently when he heard this and said, "What''s so good? These two troublemakers will cause trouble for me."


    Although Guiguzi said badly, his tone was full of pride and doting. He also looked at Zhang Daoling, who had been disliked for a long time.


    Guiguzi used to want to clean up Zhang Daoling, but he never had the opportunity to encounter it alone. Later, after being deposed, he no longer had the ability.


    Unexpectedly, after so many years, my two apprentices actually fulfilled their wishes for me.


    But when he thought about the consequences of Dao killing Zhang Daoling, even Guiguzi couldn''t help but feel a headache.


    It is no trivial to die a great master, not to mention that Zhang Daoling is still dead, and Taoism cannot remain indifferent.


    Although Zhang Daoling was killed by Qin Hao and Zhang Sheng, the Baijiajia had to take the blame. After all, Taoism would not think that the two juniors could kill the Grandmaster.


    Taoism only thinks that hundreds of schools of thought did not stick to the agreement and dispatched several great masters to join forces to kill Zhang Daoling.


    Since hundreds of schools of thought took the initiative to tear up the agreement, is there any need for Taoism to abide by the agreement?


    As soon as Guiguzi said this, everyone couldn''t help but remain silent. Then Bian Que said in a deep voice: "What should I do? Taoism cannot retreat this time, and those old ghosts may have to take action in person."


    Everyone looked at Guiguzi with hope, and after thinking for a while, Guiguzi finally said helplessly: "Please go out of seclusion, that old guy Shangqing."


    (This chapter ends)